This is how our New Year’s Tradition started.
Back in 2016..
Published: December 29, 2020 at 4:45:56 PM
This is how our New Year’s Tradition started.
Back in 2016 when Craigslist personals were still up and usable we decided we wanted to go out on New Year’s Eve and it so happened that a nice couple hit us up and asked if we all wanted to go out that night. Even though we were swingers we just dabbled in it. I do not think that prior to this we have even been to a swingers new years eve party or even swapped on new years. It was just a few months before this that we decided to make the lifestyle a huge part of our life.
We all agreed to go out dancing at the local gay bar called Out and About in Pasco, Wa. We actually never-met them prior either. Like we did not go out to dinner first or see them for coffee, we-met to dance. I remember she was 28 and her name was Brittney. I know this because I started tracking names and ages september of 2016. I also track pertinent details like condoms or not, how many ppl in the group 3 or 4 or more. I also try to mention something that sets this apart so it can jog my memory of the encounter.
So back to our evening. We started off by chit chatting like most encounters. As the music got more upbeat and the crowd began to dance we moved to the dance floor. Diane doesn’t like dancing but I pulled her onto the dance floor anyways. Brittney and her hubby follow behind. We are dancing with our own partners, me with Diane and Brittney with her guy. I only track the girls names so I have no idea what his name was, sorry if you are reading this.
We are all a little buzzed from drinking at the bar when we were chit chatting and this is letting our hair and dicks hang down. We are becoming more ballsy as the music flows from the speakers and our body heat is radiating to each other. I tell diane to go behind Brittney’s guy to dance and I go behind Brittney. We put them in the middle of us. It doesn’t take long and Diane turns her new date to face her and I do the same with Brittney.
Brittney is about 5 foot 5 and close to 125 lbs if I had to guess, she has small b cup boobs and long hair with a pretty face. She is a good dancer as well and we start dancing like we had known each other for years. She turns around and rubs her ass against my rock hard cock. I have slacks on and a nice suit jacket. I know she can feel how hard she got me too. My pants don’t leave much for the imagination.
My favorite thing dancing is to feel a girl up or down while dancing. This is hot especially when the girl dancing with you, you do not know. I know i can feel diane up or down dancing. I do not know if I can do this with my new dance partner. I think I get more turned on by the girl allowing this that the actual act of touching her. I just got permission to feel some randoms girls privates in front of a bunch of strangers. This is hot as fuck.
Now I know that it is not likely I get permission to feel a girl up when 30 dancers around us can see me do it. I am a master at setting the environment around me to get the desired answer I want. Knowing I have to make the environment get a yes out of her I decide to have the girls dance chest to chest. I am behind Brittney and I start touching Diane sexually but not under her clothes. I mainly get my hands near my target which are Brittney’s tits. Now I motion to Diane to touch Brittney’s breasts over her clothes as we dance. It is almost always easier to get what you want using girl girl than guy girl. Get her open to the idea of being touched on the dance floor. Not only do I need Brtitneys approval I need her man’s approval too. So I take Brittney’s guy’s hands, let's call him Mark, I take Mark’s hands and put them on Diane’s breasts over her sheer blouse. Diane did not have a bra on tonight either so Mark could feel everything.
Now it’s my turn. I motion to Diane to take my hands and put them on her chest. This way again it’s the girl making the choice not me. Diane does as directed, she takes my hands and slowly puts them on Brittany's perfect B cup breasts. No bra either, my cock becomes even harder than it was before. My fingertips wonder around feeling for nipples. I find them and slowly caress them while she arches her back and rubs her ass on my dick. If I was 20 I would cum from this. Now I am in my late thirties so its just great foreplay for the inevitable swap that is coming in a few hours.
I take my hand and put it inside her blouse and now skin to skin contact with her lovely boobs. My other hand reaches around to her hip and I pull her ass even tighter to me. My fingers are long and as I press in her hip the tips of my fingers touched her mound through her skirt. I press down on them against her pussy and slowly and methodically push harder then softer on the front of her pussy near where her clit would be. She responds by biting her lip and moaning softly.
I can see and tell Mark and DIane are hitting it off well too but he seems to be on the shy side and afraid to break any boundaries we have. We forgot to tell him we do not have any of those crazy things. Boundaries are for beginners right. Safe words are for professionals.
I have only fingered a handful of women in a dance club. This was one of those times. You have to be pretty slick to finger a girl in a club and not let everyone around you know what you are doing. We didn’t want to get kicked out yet since it wasn’t midnight. We have about 30 more minutes still. I know the bouncer, he is a childhood friend but I do not want to press my luck either. If the girl has pants this is not too hard but a skirt or dress I have to go under it instead of inside it.
An idea pops into my head. I have Brittney rub her mound against Diane's leg. This does a few things. Get her pussy wet so my finger will slide right in and it raises her skirt up so it does not look like I am. Also it puts us closer together where others can't see what's going on in the middle of our group. I put my hand down there and assist in rubbing her pussy and I feel her panties, her crack is moist and hot and wanting. I slid her panties to side and rub my finger on her crack just to lube it up and then bury it inside her. Now she is rubbing her pussy against diane's thigh with my finger in her. I cannot do this for long without people seeing so it lasts just a few moments and I slide it out. Then, without hesitation, I put my soaked finger into diane's mouth and she licks her juices off my finger.
If this would have been a swingers club we would be fucking by now but its not so we have to abide by the rules of society while trying not to cum while we dance and make out. I am watching my watch like a hawk, screw new years I want inside her now. My time will cum though and I patiently wait for 2016 to end so I can have my first girl of 2017.
Finally the music stops and they get ready to start the countdown. We all get our noise makers out and put them to our lips. My hand mysteriously smells like pussy and I get near my mouth with it. I can't help but lick my fingers. Oh she is tasty and sweet. My mind is somewhere else and I hear 10....9 ...8…..7…..6…...5…...4…...3…..2…..1….. HAPPY NEW YEAR. Fuck yeah this is going to be a great night. Now let’s get out of here and finish what our dancing had started.
We went home and had a lovely swap, she was great in bed and DIane had fun with Mark. I won’t go into graphic detail since this story isn’t about that but about how this tradition started. This evening was full of sexual tension and we loved it and every bit about it. We realized after the swap that the first partner of our new year was not our spouse or now what we call our primary partner. How exciting was this.
We decided at that point that this would be our new years tradition and last night we celebrated our 4th anniversary of this tradition. In fact, that night we had two other partners before our primary partner. I know one year it was hard and we almost did not find a couple to bring the new year with. Luckily we did and every year it seems to be easier and easier to keep this tradition.
In case you did not gather our tradition is the first person we sleep with each year is not our spouse. We now call this our confirmation dedication to consensual non-monogamy. It is like our oath every year that this year will be the same as the last and multiple partners is in our future. I do not see this tradition ending anytime soon. Happy New Years everyone.